Chaos Magic and The Pagan Year

There are eight Sabbats and eight colours of magic (in the system devised by Pete Carroll) and so (as someone steeped in both the Wiccan Paganism and chaotic/eclectic occultism) it makes sense to me to explore how these systems can relate to each other. Of course the esoteric cake can be cut any number of ways and so this is simply my (current) serving suggestion. A Brother of mine in Germany has been working on similar lines and has come up with some slightly different ideas, and that’s all good.  There is an immediate difference between these models in that the eight rays of the chaosphere are simply indicative of the many, many arrows which rush out from the singularity of Kia. (I could begin to discuss the great mystery of the ‘other colours’; of the ☀☀☀☀, ☀☀☀☀☀ & ☀☀☀☀☀☀☀☀☀☀☀ rays…but then I’d have to kill you 😉 [Censored! Classified information… NW]

But if we stick to the 8=fold symbolism for now…

We start with the ‘conventional’ colours of magick as given by Pete in Liber Kaos:

The Eight Colours of Magic

The Eight Colours of Magic

I asked Pete recently why he chose the locations for the colours as given in his diagram above. Of course these energies/colours/styles are in opposing (or perhaps ‘complementary’ pairs). However the diagram doesn’t fit with either the Qabalistic system (if you overlay the chaosphere on Isaac Luria’s ten-balls-and-twenty-two-sticks model of the Tree it doesn’t match up). Neither is there any obvious astrological relationship (like the order of the planets as given on the heptagram shown in Crowley’s Book of Thoth). Mr Carroll told me that the order was ‘essentially arbitrary’ and therefore by changing the position of the colours (while maintaining the complementary pairs) I wouldn’t be ‘committing any great heresy’ (phew!)

So my proposal is that the order of colours as given by Pete Carroll can be re-arranged to give a neat fit between the core symbolism of each Pagan sabbat and each colour of magick. I’ve only been using this model for a few months, but by working with love (the type of love that allows a mother to nourish her baby with milk) at Imbolc, and the more cerebral vibe of opening out my ability to communicate at the most recent equinox, it seems to be working out for me.

The symbolic links between the directions and colours are:

Yule – Octarine, the Sun at Midnight, the paradox and play of festival, the birth of the God Son.
Imbolc – Green, love and sacrifice, parenthood, the promise of Spring.
Spring Equinox – Orange, the incoming power of the year, East.
Beltane – Purple, sex.
Midsummer – Yellow, the self, the waking consciousness.
Lammas – Red, agriculture, war, John Barleycorn must die.
Autumn Equinox – Blue, wealth, reflecting on what we have gathered in the year.
Samhain – Black, death.

The Wheel of Chaos

The Wheel of Chaos

This type of re-configuration is, of course, one of the delights of modern magickal culture. We can create blends that suit our own spiritual tastes. Rather than going from system to system, abandoning one psychic structure to invest in a nice new shiny one, we can also manufacture hybrids. The alchemy of birthing such ceremonial chimera helps to keep our styles of magick strong and vigorous. And as a dedicated chaos magician and witch I’d rather be a robust mongrel than a sickly pedigree!

JV

Shaktis from the Lab

Below are four Shakti invocations that I have been working with recently. Many of the images used are distilled from the excellent “Tantra Magick” by Sri Lokanath (Mike Magee) – this text is now available here.

I’m planning to use these adaptations as part of ritual opening – the plan being for Julian to deploy a cunning pathworking in which the participants journey to the temple of Shiva (here). Such are the benefits of working with others in a magickal context and this piecing together of things reflects nicely the organic process of ritual design.

“I am the Goddess in the East,
Suffused with golden light and clothed in space.
I glow like the rising sun, skin like beaten gold.
I am air: both the gentle breeze and the tornado.
I am the giver of knowledge-
Know me in sexual union with my beloved.”

“I am the Goddess in the South,
Blood red and aflame,
Clothed in space and burning up the world with Will.
I sit astride a roaring, red lion
The talons and teeth are mine!
I am the scarlet one.”

“I am the Goddess in the West,
She of the depths, She who dares to Love.
Clothed in space and turquoise hue
I hold forth the chalice of Shambhala.
Seated on a beautiful eagle
I am the glistening one!”

“I am the Goddess of the North
Verdant to excess and seated on a bull!
I am foundation. My smile speaks quiet and peace.
Clothed in space and moving through vast open fields
Mine is the green realm of Now.”

SD